The ferromancer had never been good at hiding the fact that he was planning something, and with Yasuhide and him living together now, the blond wouldn’t have been surprised if his boyfriend knew that something was up. How he managed to not spill the beans despite the fact that he almost always easily gave in when it came to the sharpshooter was beyond him, but somehow, the sole wish of wanting to surprise the other helped his resolve to remain strong, and whenever the question was about to come up regarding what was going on, the Red Clansman would simply lean in and pepper the younger male’s face and lips with so many kisses until the topic was dropped.
He probably wouldn’t have been able to keep quiet about what he was planning for another week without things getting suspicious.
Making sure that he would be home before his beloved returned, Eisuke used the bit of free-time he got to set things ready. Half a year ago, he wouldn’t have even dared to set foot in the apartment without his boyfriend around due to his fear of animals in general, but with the veterinary assistant’s help, things had gotten a lot better - to an extent that the assassin even managed to pat Kira’s head with a small smile on his lips. Not that he did that for long today, because preparations wouldn’t be finished on their own as the seconds ticked by.
By the time Hide returned home, he would be greeted by the older male, who didn’t waste a second to help his lover out of his coat to then tug the other into his arms and press a sweet, lingering kiss onto those familiar lips. “Happy birthday, dear, and okaeri,” he murmured softly as their breath mingled, and his lips curled up into the smile that was reserved for his boyfriend only. A few more kisses were stolen, a small attempt to calm his fast-beating heart, before he led them both towards the living room, where he had set up a birthday cake (bought, or else it would only be additional work for Hide afterwards), a bouquet of red roses in a vase and–
A small casket made of silver, sitting almost innocently on the desk.
Eisuke placed the box into the brunet’s hands, only now noticing that his fingers were trembling slightly as he offered the sharpshooter a small, crooked smile. It didn’t help to ease his nerves, not even as he took another deep breath. He figured that this was normal, seeing that it was another big step in their relationship together, and finally, with his gaze not once straying from the younger male’s, the Red Clansman went down on one knee while both his hands still held onto his beloved’s tightly.
“I’ve… probably worried you quite a bit over the last few days with how blatantly obvious I was trying to be secretive, Hide.” He squeezed the brunet’s hands in his while offering the other an apologetic smile. “I want you to be happy, you know? To always smile and be able to think back about these days with happiness radiating from you. But somewhere in-between when we were dating, I noticed that this thought wasn’t enough - that I want to be the reason for your happiness, and that I want to be with you for the rest of our lives so that I can fulfill this promise. You’re important to me, dear, and I don’t even want to imagine what it would be like if we had never met, and I know for certain that you’re the only one being able to make me really happy, that you’re the only one I want to be with forever.”
He barely noticed the way his voice had started trembling during him talking, or how he almost unconsciously opened the casket in Yasuhide’s hands to reveal a pair of matching rings that he had made himself. “And thus, I’m asking you here, Kobayashi Yasuhide… will you marry me?”
Eisuke was a terrible liar.
Maybe he was simply terrible because he and Yasuhide never kept secret from each other – not anymore. Maybe the sharpshooter also simply had learned to read the other like a book, no matter how hard he tried to be secretive. Eventually, Yasuhide simply gave up on asking what the fuss was about, as nice as the other’s method to make him forget about the matter for a little while was. So Yasuhide waited, growing more and more curious each day but not prodding anymore.
So when he came home on his birthday and Eisuke was already there, he finally understood. He should have probably figured from the start. How foolish of him.
Despite the other’s words and gestures, the brunet opted to stay silent, only the small, delighted smile on his lips giving away that he was very pleased with this entire situation even without knowing what Eisuke had even planned. As soon as he was led away and then presented with that cake and the flowers, Yasuhide raked his gaze over both for a few moments and even allowed for his smile to widen. But it faltered, then, as soon as the small casket found its way into his hands. He couldn’t for the life of him say what he expected to find inside it and he even got so caught up in those thoughts that he nearly missed Eisuke lowering himself onto one knee. That fact alone was enough to send his heart into a sudden, shocked frenzy.
Nothing could have ever prepared him for this, he quickly figured as word after word spilled past Eisuke’s lips and lingered in the air between them. At some point, Yasuhide had started trembling lightly in his spot, mouth slightly agape and eyes a little wide – and wet. He was once again a little too engrossed in everything that was happening that he missed his cue to look down into the opened casket. Instead, his gaze was glued to the blond while his brain frantically tried to process that last question that seemed to have wrapped itself around him like a lead blanket. Almost automatically, the sharpshooter lowered himself, as well, until he was at eye-level with Eisuke. It was then that he finally managed to pry his eyes off the blond and gazed into the box he was still holding.
The sight of those rings seemed to be what finally made him understand properly.
‘You … do you really … ?’ He hadn’t taken the other to be the type for this. His romantic streak was a rare thing to witness, even after so many months of them dating, and Yasuhide himself had never actually thought about the possibility of marriage. A part of him, he supposed, had never expected Eisuke to want to go this far. Yet here he was.
Gently and with utmost care, he set the casket aside, only to inch closer to the blond and cup his cheeks in his hands. Finally, Yasuhide smiled again before he leaned in very briefly to kiss the assassin’s lips. He barely noticed the few tears sliding down his own cheeks as they did, too engrossed in reveling in this feeling, this certainty that Eisuke wanted him in this way, that he wanted him hopefully forever.
Smiling again, the brunet nodded. ‘If you’re sure … then yes, yes, of course I do. I want to be with you forever, too.’ His smile widened into a giddy grin, so very rare for Yasuhide, before he quite suddenly threw his arms around the blond, his face buried in the crook of his neck with a quiet sob.
He couldn’t have wished for a better present.
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